Chapter 177: One Sword Without Regrets

The surrounding demons approached with a smile.

The Undefeated Heavenly King took two demons and grabbed Zhang Xue and left together.

"Leave the people behind!"

Suddenly, a scolding came from behind.

Then.

A gust of wind came from behind the Undefeated Heavenly King.

It was Lin Buhui!

The Undefeated Heavenly King frowned, and after the fun, only impatience remained.

Like cockroaches, being indestructible can also make people feel bored!

The Undefeated Heavenly King turned around suddenly, grabbed the stabbing long sword, and then raised his foot and kicked Lin Buhui in the abdomen.

Bang!

Lin Buhui flew backwards again.

The Undefeated Heavenly King looked at Lin Buhui and said, "Game time is over."

He grabbed the sword tip, his hands were shining red, and he bent it hard.

Click!

The long sword broke with a sound.

The Undefeated Heavenly King threw the long sword to the ground casually as if throwing away garbage.

"Your resistance is in vain."

The Undefeated Heavenly King took a step and walked towards Lin Buhui.

Lin Buhui stretched out his hand and staggered, his face covered with blood, and he was almost unable to stand.

But he saw the Undefeated Heavenly King coming.

He clenched his fist and rushed up.

"Don't overestimate your ability."

The Undefeated Heavenly King slapped out with a palm.

Bang!

Lin Buhui vomited blood again, and was slapped back by a palm, but the next second, the Undefeated Heavenly King grabbed his collar and pulled him out.

Then, another palm.

"Puff!"

Lin Buhui's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he knelt on the ground trembling all over.

But soon, he stood up staggeringly.

"Zhang Xue is still waiting for me to save her."

"My idol is coming soon."

"How can I fall here?"

"I will be laughed at by Lin Shen."

The Undefeated Heavenly King sneered: "Do you have companions?"

"Even if there are, so what?"

"If your companions come, their fate will only be the same as yours..."

"Maybe, it will be worse than you."

He continued: "Now, you should worry about yourself."

Bang!

A palm came and hit Lin Buhui's face directly.

Lin Buhui's seven orifices were bleeding, and he was hit by a palm and flew four or five meters away. He fell to the ground, and his face slid one meter away on the ground.

Then, his body twitched violently.

The Undefeated Heavenly King walked over, grabbed Lin Buhui's hair, and pulled him up.

Bang!

A palm hit Lin Buhui's abdomen, and he flew seven or eight meters away.

Lin Buhui fell to the ground, he was motionless, he felt a blank in his mind, and there was a "buzzing" sound all around.

It seemed that there were ten thousand mosquitoes and flies flying around his ears.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a broken sword stuck in two meters in front of him.

It was his iron sword.

Lin Buhui stretched out his hand and crawled over bit by bit.

"I..."

"I can't lose."

But when his hand was about to touch the hilt of the sword, a foot fell down.

It was the foot of the Undefeated Heavenly King.

He stepped on Lin Buhui's hand and broke it, then lowered his head and said sarcastically: "Are you a fool?"

"You are not my opponent at all."

"It is useless to continue to resist."

"Today, you will definitely die."

Lin Buhui screamed in pain.

But he soon held back, trembling all over, and said: "My last name is Lin, and my idol is also last name Lin, I can't embarrass my idol."

"Besides, I can also let you take Zhang Xue away."

He stretched out his left hand tremblingly, trying to push away the undefeated king's foot.

The undefeated king was annoyed.

He raised his foot and kicked Lin Buhui in the face.

"Ah!"

Lin Buhui flew out again, spinning in the air, bleeding all over, and then fell to the ground like a piece of garbage.

"Human."

"You are no longer worthy of me to fight."

He didn't even look at Lin Buhui, he was already annoyed, fed up, and bored.

The undefeated king turned and left, ready to take Zhang Xue away from here.

But at this time

Lin Buhui once again climbed up from the ground.

At this moment.

He felt that there was silence between heaven and earth.

So quiet.

Why?

He couldn't see clearly, nor could he hear far away, but his body could feel that the wind was blowing in one direction.

His mind was blank, but in the next second, Lin Chen's figure emerged.

"What is Wuji?"

Lin Chen's voice sounded in his ears.

That was the first question Lin Chen asked him.

He didn't know at the time.

But now, he understood.

"At the beginning of all things, there is no form or shape, no beginning or end. Nothing is important, but it seems... everything is important."

"What is endless?"

"I will fall, but I will stand up again, endless."

"What is silent?"

"I can only hear the voice I want to hear."

Lin Buhui staggered to his feet, muttering: "You once said that the sword and the heart, the heart and the sword, should not be biased."

"A heart without a sword is empty, and a sword without a heart is a dead thing."

"I learned a ruthless sword, got a sword, but couldn't become a heart."

"Because I can't forget, can't let go, can't forget love, and can't let go of love."

"A ruthless sword... a ruthless sword..."

Lin Buhui said: "There is no ruthless person in this world. This sword is destined to not be able to play its extreme."

Love is love, hatred is love, and hatred is also love.

No one can be ruthless.

Lin Buhui finally knew his moves and what was the problem.

He cannot be ruthless, nor can he be ruthless.

"What I can really do is not regret it."

"After drawing the sword, you will not regret it."

If your heart is firm, you will have no regrets before drawing the sword.

The ultimate intention of the sword is not to seek victory or defeat, not to be afraid of life or death, and to have no regrets when wielding the sword.

The Undefeated King turned around and clenched his fists in anger when he saw Lin Buhui standing up again.

Why can't I be beaten to death?

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Lin Buhui took a deep breath, held back the pain in his body, and said, "No."

"I can't die."

"Zhang Xue is still in danger, and my idol hasn't come yet. How can I die here!"

"My sword and my life are no longer mine alone!"

"so……"

"Leave people behind!"

His last voice was so majestic that strong winds suddenly blew around him, as if the earth was cracking and landslides were falling.

The demons that approached were staggered back by the strong wind.

Click——

Not far away, some branches were completely broken.

"Sword Intent?"

The Invincible King frowned slightly.

This man actually made a breakthrough on the spot and understood the meaning of the sword between life and death?

That would be even more difficult for him.

Otherwise, fifty years later, he is very likely to threaten himself!

"Come die!"

The undefeated king's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he rushed out with a single step. The red aura rising from his body was like a fierce ghost.

Lin Buhui was not afraid at all.

There was no sword in his hand, so his hand became the sword.

"Looking back on my life, the sword moves with love, and I have no regrets."

Buzz!

Faint white light condensed on his fingertips.

"One sword... no regrets!"

He rushed towards the Undefeated King head-on, and his speed actually kept up with the Undefeated King!

Close.

The two passed each other.

The first sword, the last sword, the sword without regrets.

Red light, break!

Phew!

Blood spurted out from the arm of the Undefeated King in an instant.

There was also an arm that spun and flew up into the sky, then fell to the ground feebly.

"ah!"

Pain hit, and the Invincible King screamed.

He was actually injured!

He immediately turned around, gathered strength with his left hand, and slapped Lin Buhui on the back.

"ah!"

Lin Buhui was slapped away by a palm and fell seven or eight meters away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he finally couldn't get up anymore.